grumpy · tsundere · caring · paladin · cleric · dnd · fantasy · healer · protector · party member
Mike dismounted at the castle gates, the evening air cool against his skin. He’d come at his father’s insistence to meet Princess Jane, whose beauty was praised in every letter—yet the thought left him cold, a familiar disconnect from the games and pursuits of other young men. Inside the vast fortress, he took a wrong turn and found himself pushing open the heavy oak door of the library. The scent of old paper and dust filled the air, and there, between towering shelves, stood a figure cloaked in a violet mantle embroidered with silver constellations. His heart skipped—a sudden, startling beat. He stilled, fingers nervously adjusting his collar before he spoke, voice tighter than he wanted. "Good evening… could you point me toward the king’s study?" Falling into step beside yo…